Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: Lawyer Consultation Results
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A few days had passed.
About three days since the Yu In-ha countermeasures fiasco.
The festival was right around the corner now, and the sports day wasn't far off either.
Cross-dressing to lure customers... cross-dressing while serving...
Just thinking about it gave me a headache already. This was a nightmare.
Lately, I'd been having way too many embarrassing dreams.
Dreams where I was serving and someone lifted my skirt to check underneath... horrific stuff.
The bags under my eyes were getting worse.
"Mm..."
Was it May already?
Time flies.
At first, I felt like I was going insane just from ending up in a dump like this.
But humans really are creatures of adaptation.
Now, sitting in class with my thug friends didn't faze me at all.
Of course, thoughts of transferring still popped up once or twice out of nowhere...
"Sigh."
Fine. If I can't be the dragon's tail... I'll be the snake's head!
If I hustle hard here, something's gotta give.
I wonder if Yu In-ha actually went to see that lawyer. I told her to, so she probably did...
...
Can't even call her decent.
The thought had barely crossed my mind, and she pops up like a ghost.
Something about this vibe... didn't feel good.
Looks like the lawyer thing was tough too. I had a feeling they'd talked about it.
I did a bit of digging myself, and it seemed really complicated.
Whoa?
Ha... this bitch. You're the one who's desperate, not me.
How dare she order me around! Of course, if I don't go, she'll throw another fit, so I will...
I wonder how the consultation went?
I told her not to just do free ones—pay for a proper paid consultation too.
Word is, lawyers half-ass free consults because they're a hassle...
"Sigh."
It's my fate...
Not really my problem, but...
Still, it'd be nice if it all worked out.
Thinking about her throwing tantrums until it's resolved just exhausts me...
"Hm..."
For a split second, I imagined Yu In-ha after getting gangbanged by 800 guys.
Her as a shell of a person, eyes vacant and empty...
Damn, that image was creepy as hell.
Hey? It's Yi Jun-hyeong, bro. Step aside. Heh... hehehe...
Reuniting with Yu In-ha after all this time... it felt like a nightmare.
I could practically see it happening.
Not entirely impossible, honestly.
When I was a kid, I saw plenty of women like that around the gambling dens.
Did any of them imagine they'd end up like that? Probably not at 19 or 20.
One day they just woke up living that life.
Sigh...
If it gets resolved, I should think about what to wish for with that favor coupon.
Not sure if I'll even get to use it in this mess.
Can't use it until Yu In-ha pays off her debt? Fuck...
'Gasp.'
Yi Ju-ha's place.
I almost punched in the passcode out of habit.
If I'd gone in like that, Yu In-ha would've flipped: 'F-Fuck, you even share the passcode?'
Ahem. I cleared my throat softly and rang the doorbell.
Wonder if Yi Ju-ha's inside too?
Click.
"You're here?"
"Yeah."
Yi Ju-ha, slouched in her tee, greeted me.
She was here after all.
Yi Ju-ha yawned faintly and shuffled inside.
Yu In-ha must be... in there?
Pacing, pacing.
Yup, she was.
Like she had anxiety or something, she was biting her nails and pacing the room.
She spotted me and her eyes widened in surprise for a second... then she turned away and kept pacing.
Why'd she look like she'd seen a ghost? What did these two talk about?
"I'm gonna step out for a smoke."
"Sure."
This is gonna be super awkward without Yi Ju-ha...
Yi Ju-ha grabbed her jacket and headed out the door.
Beep. Click. The door shut, leaving a brief silence hanging in the air.
"Ha..."
Yu In-ha, who'd been pacing frantically, clawed at her face and plopped onto the mattress.
Her usually neat hair was a bit messy.
Guess she skipped the straightener or whatever.
Makes sense; who has the energy for that?
I sat on the floor, gauging the mood a little.
"What'd the lawyer say?"
Better get straight to the point.
Her face darkened. Didn't go well, huh?
"It's tough."
Mm...
Figured as much...
I'd looked into it a bit myself, and it seemed really hard.
Either way, she was the one who crashed into them...
Someone's gotta compensate the victims, and right now, that's her.
She'd have to cover it upfront, at least.
"What exactly did they say?"
"It's complicated...
If my story's true, we sue them... win the case... something about liability...
Ah, fuck, hold on."
Yu In-ha yanked at her hair and rummaged through her bag.
She wrote it down on paper. Yeah, easier to just read it.
"Here."
The paper she handed over was filled with fancy handwriting.
Lawyer must've jotted it down for her.
"Mm..."
Basically...
If her story checks out, sue the office folks.
Win the suit, and liability plus debt shifts to them.
But until then, she's responsible, so she pays the debt.
After winning, she can demand repayment of remaining debt and payments made so far from them.
"But... no guarantee we'll win.
Looks tough 'cause the trial might drag on..."
S... Suck...
So she still has to keep paying.
Sue and lose, or they go bankrupt even if she wins, and it's a headache.
Kinda expected that...
"This life's fucked..."
Yu In-ha muttered with a hollow laugh.
F... Fucked, yeah.
But shouldn't we think positive?
Her body's still fine. Plenty she could do...
"Did you tell your parents?"
"Just... sounded them out a bit..."
"What'd they say?"
"..."
Not a good reaction, huh.
Guess they can't really cover it.
Still, maybe come clean fully?
If they realize it's exploded, they'll scramble for a plan.
Better to pay family interest than court rates. Ugh... my head hurts.
Not an easy convo, though...
From our side, scraping 80 million is impossible anyway.
"Whew..."
"Mm..."
Silence fell.
No real solutions here.
Forcing it... maybe train her on Texas Hold'em and have her win some cash?
Part-time plus poker, could pay it off somehow?
Nah, she's too thick-headed for that...
"Urgh..."
Yu In-ha groaned, propping her cheek.
This takes me back.
When one of the delinquents fucked up, we'd huddle at the playground, heads together, groaning for ideas.
Didn't solve shit, but...
"Hey. There's OnlyFans, right?"
After a long groan, Yu In-ha spoke up.
Oh... OnlyFans? Why?
"Some people make money without even doing sex."
...
She's been thinking OnlyFans this whole time?
Yeah, it exists.
Uploading solo vids or hand stuff, no full nudity.
Some stick to that.
But the big earners? Didn't see many.
Usually special cases or vets with fame. Most struggle to even get traction.
And we're total noobs, so it'd be brutal...
"Demand's probably lower than full vids anyway..."
"How do you know without trying? Could sell big."
True, gotta try to know...
But I feel like we do know without trying.
She's pretty, sure.
But OnlyFans is flooded with pretty girls.
Looks alone give zero edge.
Mask and mosaic? Kills all advantages.
Body's...
Model-like, decent.
But will it hook OnlyFans crowds? Maybe not...
"Ha..."
Desperately brainstorming no-nudity money-makers.
Worth a shot, maybe.
Start soft, less pressure.
Even if slow, consistent uploads might blow up.
Big plus: piggyback on Yi Ju-ha's channel. Could earn decently.
Like she said, no way to know till we try.
"But why hasn't she come back?"
Yi Ju-ha. Said she was smoking, but still out.
Making a chain of cigs again?
Yu In-ha sighed at my words.
"Why do you think she's not back?"
Why not?
She gave a defeated chuckle.
"She's giving us space on purpose..."
...What'd they talk about while I wasn't here?
Something feels off.
Yu In-ha, cheek propped, stared right at me.
Her face screamed, 'Gotta do it with this guy? Sigh, fuck.'
"Maybe shove a bag over your head..."
...
What bag...? What're you saying?
"Wh-What bag?"
"Doesn't matter, dumbass."
She means a black bag over my face?
'Cause my looks make it hard?
"That's mean..."
"Mean how, you psycho?"
She snorted, then sighed deeply again.
Gloom settled in.
Face like she'd given up a bit...
I leaned my head against the wall too.
Still, positive spin: better than 800-guy train...
OnlyFans a few times sounds preferable. Yi Ju-ha, you scary bitch. Got me gaslit too...
Or...
We're both decent-looking. Pioneer yuri... that niche genre...
Could secretly explode, right?
"..."
Say it and get beat to death?
Better not.
"Hey, Yi Jun-hyeong."
"Yeah?"
Yu In-ha, who'd been staring, asked seriously.
"You okay being filmed?"
"Huh?"
"Are you fine with being in the vids?"
What? What is this?
Me okay filming OnlyFans? Uh... now?
She's actually checking in?
Honestly, no big deal.
First time with Yi Ju-ha, half terror...
After it blew up? Meh.
Just happened, whatever.
I'm good with it.
What do I lose?
If I can help this way, why not.
'Fuck.'
Is my brain broken?
No resistance to filming this stuff anymore.
Yi Ju-ha contagious?
"Ha..."
Yu In-ha sighed big again.
Head down, mumbling, then she looked up.
Determined face.
"Yi Jun-hyeong."
Yeah.
I nodded, tense for no reason.
A resolute voice from her lips.
"Go wash your dick."
...
Huh?
"We got something to try."
But what'd she just say...?
I don't have one...?
Must be real messed up...